No thanks necessary - the proof will be in the eating. That steaming beer imparts a subtle, hoppy/yeasty undertone to the meat while it just slow-roasts even the toughest parts into butter. And it opens up the grain of the meat itself to allow the wood smoke to penetrate even deeper. The sauce is the figurative icing on the cake. Like barbecued velvet to the palate.
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."